Collar Roaster

The ups and downs aren't what make it a stress.

The twists and turns are what make me a mess.

I go this way then that, no slowing or stop.

I don't get to choose, no choices to swap.

I'm stuck in the same place, just going different paths.

I obtain human things such as love, tears, and laughs.

Does it ever stop? Can I be in control for a change?

I don't like where I'm headed; my faith slowly wanes.

Author's Note

Again, I want all the critiquing you can throw at me. Please help me improve.